heaven

chap 4

𝙨𝙖𝙜𝙚

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As soon as I got home I grabbed my, as I call it, Spiritual b-tch bin. I took out my sage, crystals, notebook, and journal. (before you say that sage is cultural appropriation let me tell you, she is haitian and in haitian culture they also use sage/smudge sticks)

I needed to cleanse my mind from this whole Asher thing. I called Imani once I got on the bus and all she said was and I quote 'wanted to play matchmaker'.

I start to cleanse my new crystals and my old ones. I open all my windows and light my sage. Just as I begin to get calm I hear my mom yell from downstairs "kèk ti gason blan se isit la pou ou. And imani" (some white boy is here for you). White boy? Who would be at my house. I come downstairs and guess who I see in my living room. Asher and Imani. "Well I'll leave y'all to it" my mom says as she leaves the living room.

"Why are yall here"

"I was on my way over and I ran into Asher" Imani said as she winked at me.

"And why did you think to bring him to my house!"

"Why not. Oh our parents are working together in something business related. I honestly have no idea what, he's always at my house with his parents so I decided why not bring him here with me to get out that boring business convo."

Asher just stood there looking around my living room. My living room is pretty cozy, I love it. Honestly the living room is my favorite place after my room. My mom is kinda a hippy/spiritual person that's where I get it from. I also get my good looks from her. :)

(once i get my own house watch this is what my living room is going to look like)

I think the universe is not working in my favor. Why is Asher all of a sudden popping up everwhere.

"Okay well what do you wanna do"

"We were going to go get food do you wanna come"

Okay so Pros: I get to hang out with Imani.
Cons: Asher is there. Fuck it.

"Sure" "Okay we'll be in the car"

I run up to my room to clean up my mess from earlier.

(her room minus the dog lol)

I cleaned up my room and then took a look at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a pair of black leggings with paint on it and an old shirt from camp. I was debating whether or not I should look somewhat presentable. Why not but I'm doing this because I may run into a celeb not because I want to look good for Asher.

I put on a brown bodycon dress and threw my hair in a highpuff. I put on my Nike slides and went to knock on my mom's door.

"vini nan" (come in)

"Imma go get food with imani and that ti gason blan" (white boy)

She chuckled. "dwe san danje"(be safe)

"Okay bye mom"

I finally got in Imanis car thank god Asher was sitting in the back. "Damn bitch what took you so long" "I'm sorry I had to clean up my mediation that you so kindly interrupted."

"You look nice. Ou abiye pou bèl ti gason tounen la"(are you dressed up for pretty boy back there). Oh yea I forgot to mention that Imani is Haitian it really comes in handy because we can talk shit about other people in front of them without them knowing. I sucked my teeth. "pa gen okenn mwen ka kouri antre nan yon celeb li se nyc" (no i may run into a celeb it is nyc).

"Does anyone speak english here" Asher spoke up from the back. I rolled my eyes. He was not worth my energy.

I connected my phone to the car's bluetooth and played my Windowns down playlist of the first song 'Black Out Days Remix' playing as we drove over the brooklyn bridge.

(also most of the places i mention in nyc would be real as for the restaurants,stores,and areas)

We arrived at my fav birria truck in nyc, Birria Landia in Williamsburg. The line was crazy long as always.

"Asher go wait on line" she read my mind

"What why me"

"Cause your the guy"

"Anddd your point is..."

"Bitch I already drove us here the least you can do is get in line, Sage and I will catch up with you in a few"

"Fine" he said with an attitude as he got out of the car.

"Hit me." I said ready to get this lecture over with. "I didnt lie he was at my house but I wasnt planning on coming over let alone bringing him with me buttt I decided to be nice and play matchmaker" she said and she bowed. Her and this damn 'matchmaker'.

"Imani I dont need to date him but since you took me to get birria I will try to act pleasant for the rest of the night"

"Yesss" she leaned over to hug me.

"Whatever lets go I'm hungry"

We got out of the car and walked up to where Asher was on line. "Took yall long enough"

"Mwen tèlman pral kout pyen l '" (im so gonna punch him)

We ordered our food, then opened imanis trunk and sat in it. He kept staring at me. I wonder what's going through his head right now.

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𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙧

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She looks so beautiful right now. No stop. What the fuck. She's not my type. It's not because she's black I mean look at Willow for example. It's just that she's like a goody too shoes.

I did'nt even realize I had been staring until I saw her staring back at me like she was pissed. I quickly looked away and decided to focus on my food.

Imani was in her world but I can tell that she knows something is up between me and Sage.

Sage feels like a mystery to me. She has to be hiding something. And I can't wait to figure it out.

a/n: okay chap 4- donee- I wasn't expecting them to meet this soon but f-ck it. we see sage and Imani embracing their roots. do y'all think sage is a goody too shoes or she's just hiding something. Anyway don't forget to vote and comment y'all have been so sweet <33